The old man screamed as any one would but I disposed of his life quickly. I suffocated the old man until his face was blue.
AHHHHHHHHHHHH!
As I stand here and you watch, would you think that I am mad? It is impossible for me to say how the idea first entered my head.
I loved the old man. He never wronged me or insulted me. But that eye. Whenever it fell upon me, my blood ran cold. So I took care of things myself
You should have seen how wisely I proceeded, with caution and foresight. I opened the door ever so slowly and stuck my head in. It would take me an hour.
Every night I would do this at midnight and watch as the old man slept with his eye closed. But then on the eighth night... something felt different. I felt the power of my own sagacity.
There I was on the eigth night waiting and being cautious as I had ever been. As I was opening the Lantern my thumb slipped on the tin fastening. The old man let out a scream and I knew my cover was blown
I proceeded to keep still. For a whole hour I didn't move just waiting, but his eye was open. I gazed upon it with fury. And then I heard something. The old mans heart as it beat faster and louder. I knew a neighbor was bound to hear it, so I did it. I did what had to be done.
HAHAHA yes i am finally rid of the eye.
After my celebration I dismembered the body. First the head, then the arms and the legs. But then a knock. A knock on the door. I knew I had to hide the parts somewhere. Yes. Under the floor boards.
We have received some noise complaints about a scream through the night. Do you mind if we take a look around?
Yes. Come look, come see. I have nothing to hide.
I have nothing to hide. Everything is fine. But I hear it again. It irritates and annoys me more than it did before. The old mans heart.I cant take it anymore.
VILLIANS. DISSEMBLE NO MORE. I admit the deed. Tear up the planks. Here here, it is the beating of his hideous heart!
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